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It’s not nearly as funny as this cute little son of mine’s lisp together with his desperate expression, coming up the stairs…
“Mom, I think there’s a cow in the bathroom!”
(Me-“Did he just ask if there was a cow in his bathroom? Bahaaaaa!)
(My other son finds joy in making ominous mooing noises from the dark corners of the bathroom as little guy approaches.)
I guess they had “cow on the brain”, or rather, in the stomach since we ate “cow heart soup” for supper.
(I’m really not trying to be gross.) My Dad butchered a cow a few nights ago. And the soup was delicious!
The cool thing about living on a farm is that there are so many benefits. Besides the frugal aspects of raising your food, while my children stood by (after the very sad “putting down”), their grandfather gave them Anatomy 101, discussing how the heart works, why the intestines are all coiled up, etc.
I remember that one of my favorite activities growing up was the pig butchering–nothing like seeing all those body parts up close. (OK, maybe that is gross, but very educational.)
Then as we partake of God’s bounty to us, we respectfully acknowledge that He has created every creature to be received with thanksgiving. It is truly a time of gratitude as we learn to trust God for our daily provisions.
Poor little guy…I hope he’s not traumatized–first the deer, then the cow–he imagines they’re lurking all over the house!
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LOL!!!!
I doubt he will be traumatized. My kids torture each other like that all the time.
Makes for some great funny stories when they are older!
About 15 years ago, we were reading the Little House on the Prairie series. In the farm book, we learned that the children’s favorite toy for the year was at butchering time. They got to have the pig bladder as their ball/balloon for a day or so.
Well, we were having our pigs butchered not too long after this and my then 5 year old said, “Can I have the pig bladder?” Huh???
(Kelly, can you guess which daughter this might be? I’ll give you a hint. It is one of the daughters who stayed with you for the Turley wedding.)
My husband said, “No Way! I’m not blowing that thing up!” But, she kept insisting, so he finally decided we could blow it up with the air compressor.
You should have seen the expression on the butcher’s face when I asked him if we could have the pig bladder before he hauled the pig off for processing.
I’m sure he went away think that homeschoolers are nuts : )
Oh. The pig bladder blew up amazingly like a very strong balloon : )
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P.S. Does your father process his own beef? If so, I’d love to know how he does it as we have a steer to butcher this next year, Lord willing.
I remember reading that in Little House on the Prairie and I was SO grossed out! LOL!! I couldn’t believe they played with that! =p I loved that book though…
Erin, what? Huh? Grossed out? THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PART! :-p
Have you ever eaten hog brains? My husband loves them! He grew up on a farm too! He says they make you smarter. Hmmmmmmmmm?
PS I’d like to see that pig bladder blow up myself.
This is enough to “gag a maggot”. I found our local butcher’s son playing with a pig’s tongue once. Ugh. That’s cute about the bladder. I remember reading about that in Little House on the Prairie.
I used to think it was fun to go out a watch when we would butcher a cow, after it had already been killed.
I’ve had heart, too. It was from an elk cow, though, not a bovine cow.